#error correcting

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

“One of the reasons for [science’s] success is that science has a built-in, error-correcting machinery at its very heart… When we are self-indulgent and uncritical, when we confuse hopes and facts, we slide into pseudoscience and superstition.” -- Carl Sagan

[hrokkall]

We are so bat

[vicciouxs]

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[nenoname]

it's a shame that we don't really get to see stan showing off his knowledge/experience with handling the town's anomalies (despite his attempts to ignore/avoid them as much as possible)

[olympain]

[bamsara]

If you're stressing out about a part of the writing process for fanfic to the point where it's not fun anymore, just don't do that part

Post that fanfic with 1000 grammar and spelling errors. Make your characters OOC and give it a Mary Sue. It is a hobby you're sharing not a literature assignment you have to turn in by midnight

[aroaceleovaldez]

Because I know it is often a topic of confusion, allow me to break something down:

Hazel was a.) born 1928 and b.) moved to Alaska on her 13th birthday. She then lived in Alaska for six months before she died. Hazel did not die ON her 13th birthday, she died in JUNE (approximately).

She was then revived in approximately early September following TLO, when the Doors of Death open. Son of Neptune takes place in June, ten months later. This means Hazel is about 14 and a quarter in SoN, having technically turned 14 in about February.

Frank had just turned 16 in SoN, meaning Hazel and Frank are roughly a year and eight months apart. Hazel saying that Frank is three years older than her in SoN is just a blatant error, and this is doubly confirmed in Tyrant's Tomb when Hazel is 15 and Frank is still 16.

[stupid-at0]

😿

[ataleofcrowns]

I don't think anyone actually asked for this, but considering how many people replay the game to try out different routes and Crowns, I have now added a cheat sheet functionality that shows you which choices get you points for which personality trait! Should make it easier to customize your Crown on repeat playthroughs, though of course, for first time players I recommend they play it with the cheat sheet off.

Restart the game from the starting screen, and you should get an option to turn it on or off from the beginning ✨

[signanothername]

saw this, and the text about error made me think- if nightmare insulted error in spanish, he would know from all his hours watching undernovela. maybe he wouldnt be able to translate it, but he'd definitely have picked up on some fighting words.

if he HAS actually learned some though, he could pull the power move at throwing spanish insults back at him. if he can pull nightmares mom into it too, we're getting into a fistfight for sure lol

Wheeze omg

I actually really love the idea of Error knowing a lil bit of Spanish, he kinda picked up on some phrases and words but isn’t fluent in it

Nightmare is definitely fluent on the other hand (his native language), and I can see him getting so frustrated he just switches to Spanish, Error would definitely pick up on insults if they do happen and he definitely wouldn’t shy away from insulting back

The image of Error pulling Nightmare’s mom into it is hilarious and very much possible fhhchchchf

Translation:

Nm: I can’t stand you. You’re very childish, you have to grow up.

Error: says the mama’s boy.

[letthefairyinyoufly]

[woof-squiggles]

nitten adoption day!

(psst, you can fill out an adoption form here)

[thevoidstaredback]

Barry knew something was wrong when he woke up that morning, but he couldn't place what. There was nothing wrong in the house, nor with his family. His team were as normal as they could be, and none of his rogues had gotten out, nor was anyone causing any trouble in Central City. Then, just as he'd gotten off work at the police station, an emergency meeting for the Justice League was called. Ugh, David's gonna be pissed that he has to call out!

The Watchtower, when he got there, was a mess. Heroes were obviously panicking, and there must be magic users on board because there were things flying every which way. The meeting room, however, was somehow worse.

"What the hell is going on?" The Flash demanded after ducking behind a chair.

"Constantine and Deadman are on a warpath!" Aquaman helpfully supplied from where he was hidden behind his own chair.

"I gathered that much," Flash shouted over the noise of a chair being shattered against the wall behind him.

Aquaman scowled at him. "The hell do you want me to say? I don't know what's got them so upset!

The door opened again, announcing Batman's presence. He cleared his throat and the room instantly fell silent. Things kept flying around, but they were much more lax than they had been. Cautiously, the gathered heroes emerged from their makeshift hiding places to sit in their chairs.

"What's this about, Constantine?" the Dark Knight asked once everyone was seated.

Instead of the Brit, the ghost beside him was the one to answer. "You idiots-" he growled, "-have really fucked up this time!" he shouted.

Flash idly noticed that only the heroes operating in America were present. Huh. He had a dream just like this last night!

"Slow down," Wonder Woman tried to placate, "What's going on?"

Now it was Constantine's turn to talk. "The US Government are more aware of magic then any of us-" He clearly meant the JLD. "-are comfortable with. The fact that they somehow hid it until now is baffling."

Since when is the US Gov. aware of anything? Flash quietly wondered.

Deadman, visible to everyone and slightly calmer than before, said, "It's been brought to my attention that your government as been targeting my people." He held up his hand and raised his voice to stop anyone from interrupting him before they could. "They've taken a child."

This time, both the ghost and the occultist allowed the noise to overtake the room. Superman was the one to put a stop to it by directly asking the two, "What do you mean they've taken a child?"

Zatanna, fashionably late, entered the room and clicked on the projector like this entrance had been practiced. If Flash didn't know any better, he would've thought she had practiced it. As the screen lit up, she took place beside her two teammates. "Phantom is a small time hero in a nowhere town in Illinois - at least, it usually sticks to Illinois - called Amity Park. We've been keeping tabs on the place, though Deadman here is the only one to have ever had repeated contact."

On the projector screen was the picture of a child near or in his mid-teens. He wore a black HAZMAT suit with white accents, white knee high boots, and white elbow gloves. His hair was white and his eyes the colour of cartoon radioactivity. He was snarling in the photo, obviously having been taken during a fight, if the ready stance was anything to go by.

When Zatanna moved to the next slide, it was an overshot of a place that was somewhere between being a town and a city. It was big enough that not everyone could possibly hope to know everyone, but small enough that everyone knew someone who knew someone. Based on the experience of several heroes, as well as several different statistics, it didn't look like the kind of place that would have a lot of police needed crime, let alone a dedicated hero.

"Several World Ending events were started and stopped here." Constantine continued, "Remember six months ago, when natural disasters erupted all over the planet? We tracked the epicenter to here. Same as four months ago when three quarters of the planet's population took an impromptu nap."

The slide was changed to show an empty field. "Two months ago," Deadman picked up, "The entire town and everyone in it disappeared off the face of this planet." Again, he waited out the uproar from the Justice League, continuing as though uninterrupted after they'd quieted down. "Three days later, it all reappeared," The picture was replaced by another overshot of the town, but there was a green tint to it. "A week later, I was called back to my home in the I̷͈̋̿̀̚n̶͙̙̲͇̤̪̅͋͘f̶̟̰̬̤̀̉̕i̵͕̫͖͔̟͝n̸̮͙̋̎̆̈́̂̈i̷̬̫̤̱̱̒͌͌t̷͉̪̐̂̿͝è̴̙̊ ̴̪̠͍̞͆̌̀R̵̻͙̺̯͌e̸̫͉̖̙̖͐͆͊͠ȧ̵̭̻̩̙͇̔͜l̴͔̝͒m̸͖̦̟̠̭̥̄̇͆̀s̶̢͉̳̪̦̹̑͠. That is where I offically met young Phantom."

"Why is it green?" Aquaman wondered.

"Were you keeping tabs on the place before or after this all happened?" Batman asked over him.

"Before," Zatanna answered, "An interdimensional rift opened up in the town eleven months and five days ago. A second one opened up in the same town ten months and two days ago."

"Why didn't we know about it?" Flash asked, nothing else joining the pure curiosity in his voice. "This kinda seems like something all of use should've been told about."

The magician shook her head. "Because this is our area of expertise, not yours. None of you could've done anything except make things worse if you knew."

The speedster nodded, accepting the answer easily. He didn't like working with magic. He didn't understand it, and it took way too long to actually start believing in the stuff, but he knew there was no way he'd be useful in situations that relied on magic. Best leave that to the professionals.

"I went to the town to scope things out and met Phantom," Constantine said, the slide changing to show another picture of the young hero. He was hiding in an alley, staring at his hands with something akin to fear in his eyes. "He let me take a look at the rift, explained a few things to me, and then we set up a means of contact, though he only ever talks to Deadman."

"Wait," Robin spoke up from where he was beside Batman, "I know that place!" Batman didn't show any reaction other than turning to look at his protege. Robin, for his part, glided smoothly past the look from his mentor. "Me and the rest of my team passed through there about three months ago. We met the town hero, but it wasn't Phantom."

"What do you mean?" Wonder Woman asked.

"The town's hero is called Red Huntress. She's helped out the Young Justice a few times in the past few months with some supernatural issues. She deals mostly with ghosts, though."

Deadman bristled, obviously not liking something that the boy had said.

"Oh?" Superman asked, "What did she tell you guys?"

"That Phantom's one of her rogues." Robin said, "Apparently, he causes a lot of property damage and doesn't stick around to help with relief efforts. She told us that he also kidnapped the mayor, and has attacked the local high school too many times to count."

"That's a load of shit," Constantine muttered under his breath. Louder, he said, "Phantom has only ever worked to protect his town. Red Huntress didn't show up until two months after he started his work!"

"We wait to act until we have more information," Batman, the paranoid bastard, ordered, "As soon as we know exactly who we can trust and what we're going into, we'll stick to recon."

Deadman slammed his hands on the table. "You're government took a child! This is not the time for recon! This is time to act!"

"Recon." Batman stood. "Robin, I want a report from you about your team's interactions with Red Huntress, as well as a report from herself. Constantine and Zatanna, I want a full report on everything you know about Amity Park and whatever's going on there. Dismissed." Then, he walked out of the room, Robin trailing closely after him.

"Um, Bat?" Fash stood, stopping Batman and Robin in the doorway, they both turned to face him, "Maybe we should hear them out? This sounds serious."

Batman stared at Flash for a moment longer before walking back into the room. He gestured for the three present members of the Justice League Dark to continue.

Deadman had a small look of relief flash over his face. "Your government's been sending ghost hunters to Amity Park for the better part of a year now. They were dead set on catching Phantom, and now they have. We don't know-" He cut himself off. After a few seconds, he disappeared completely. Constantine's and Zatanna's phones both went off. Nearly an entire minute after Deadman disappeared, the alarms in the Watchtower went off.

"Fuck," Flash swore.

Part 2 Part 4

[solmire]

Overworking yourself for a dream job wasn’t unfamiliar to you, and especially to your bf!Sukuna.

Nowadays, late nights you spend among stacks of books, trying to memorise everything for your upcoming exam, but it more feels like wasting your time because a terrible headache cannot give you any mercy.

Anxiety keeps creeping up on you, always staying right behind you, making you suffer insomnia without any help to study and comprehend information.

Sukuna is too tired to see you like that.

“You do this every day and I can’t see any type of improvement in your knowledge.” He grumbles while sitting next to your right. He can see how your eyelids are trying to not to close and your head keeps moving in every direction just to feel some relief. Bags under your eyes are darker, hands are too shake to hold pen still and he just takes it from you.

“You know, you are not preventing dementia by fooling around with your health. You are probably gonna die earlier than hitting your middle thirties with that lifestyle.” At that point, a sneer is the only expression he can manage to show. But under all that babble you can notice the way his hand is reaching for you, squeezing your thigh in supportive manner, showing that you are not alone here, he is always by your side.

“Do you even know how to support your partner, kuna? Last time when I checked you were the one not sleeping for some stupid game.” The memory of him staying up for almost 3 days in a row just to beat Gojo and Toji in a game still lingers right in front of your eyes. Especially how he made you sleep with him for 15 hours in a row after that. He lost to Gojo but he would never admit that the asshole has managed to do it.

“And what? I can do that, but you do not have the right to do that too.” He stands from his sit and tugs your arm in direction of bedroom. “Stand up, playtime’s over, right now you need to go to sleep.”

You lost all your ability to go against him, and the way he puts his arm in your back and starts rubbing cyrcles also leaves you without any choice.

“Kuna, do you know that I am not a child and I can do what I want?”

“Stop saying bullshit. Just go to bed and shut your mouth.” His voice is too heavy in a room, but you find comfort in it. He knows you might have a terribly headache right now and if he starts to speak in his comfortable volume it will only leave you to suffer and not having sleep at all.

He helps you to get under the blanket, the hand that was patting your back now slowly massaging your head and temples, lips are leaving soft kisses all around your face. “Kuna, I want to be a big spoon tonight.”

The man doesn’t give you the answer right away. Sukuna walks around the bed and lies down to his side. Still without any word he turns his back on you.

“I told you to shut up.” He says and lets you to hug him from behind.

You are not ashamed of a smile that creeps on your face. Be leaving small kisses on his back and squeezing his muscles you are trying to show the love you feel for him.

“Kuna, I love you.” It was the last thing you mumbled before falling asleep.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He says and lifts one of your hands to kiss the palm and to hold it tightly so you will never leave him.

[cowabinah]

[allangelschaos]